"Ningxiang, in order to protect your family, you actually hurt me like this?"

Tang Chen's face was full of pain, and he stretched out his hand to cover his heart.

Unexpectedly.

The octopus-like Dongfang Jie had already taken a step ahead and put his hand on his chest.

Dongfang Jie turned his head angrily, stared at Ningxiang, and said with an angry face, "Ningxiang, you have gone too far. Even if you want to get rich, there is no need to slander Tang Chen like this, right?!"

Ningxiang snorted coldly, looked away, and did not argue with Dongfang Jie, a guy who was in Lihuo and his heart was in the demon clan. He didn't know whether it was 1 or 0.

"Brother Jie, Ningxiang has her own sufferings. There is no need to compare me with Qin Lang."

Tang Chen closed his eyes slightly and took a breath of relief.

I feel in my heart that Ningxiang has done this for her family.

It is indeed the purest and most good.

But for him, these words were a huge blow.

It was as if someone had pinched his neck with his hands, making it difficult to breathe.

However, no matter what, he did not believe that in Ningxiang's heart, Qin Lang's status was higher than his own.

How can Qin Lang be so virtuous?

Is he worthy?

"That's true. There is no comparison between Qin Lang and Chen." Dongfang Jie felt deeply and hugged Tang Chen's waist even more eagerly.

"It's really a shameful old man to get under the covers and make my aunt laugh."

Ningxiang was amused.

She had no intention of quarreling with this guy Dongfang Jie.

After all, this good-for-nothing is also the son of Dongfang Wenya.

But Dongfang Jie should not slander Qin Lang.

Tang Chen should not have walked down the slope.

She has made a decision now, how can she tolerate the slander of these two people?

Who knows if Mr. Qin is paying attention to this place now.

What if Mr. Qin doesn’t die?

Then she couldn't choose either of the two options.

Fetching water from a bamboo basket will result in nothing, or will the chicken fly and the egg fly?

"What do you mean?"

Tang Chen looked in disbelief at the sarcastic Ning Xiang in front of her eyes.

It was as if she and the former maid were two people in completely different worlds.

"What do you mean? You have the nerve to ask me what I mean?"

Ningxiang sneered, "You two are really wearing straw hats and eating pig's butt, you can't tell the difference between your eyebrows!"

"Compared with Young Master Qin? Who are you, Tang Chen, to be worthy of mentioning your name in front of Young Master Qin?"

"In terms of strength, Mr. Qin, in the middle stage of Sui Xu, can kill the late stage quasi-emperor with two palms, but at your peak stage, you can't even kill a quasi-emperor."

"In terms of appearance, Mr. Qin's appearance gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, contains the essence of mountains and rivers, and makes the heaven and earth weep ghosts and gods. But you, Tang Chen, can only be considered handsome."

"In terms of background, Mr. Qin is a descendant of the Cang Emperor. He may even be a protector of the Great Emperor."

"What about you, Tang Chen? You're just a mud-legged guy from the wilderness, Great Emperor? Do you know what the Great Emperor is? Do you have the qualifications to meet the Great Emperor?"

"Don't call yourself the Great Emperor, you don't even have a little brother!"

The words "Ningxiang" and "Zhuji" are all heart-wrenching words.

Slashing with words and writing is like a sword attached to one's body.

Tang Chen's face became extremely distorted.

Gradually, a state of loss of control over emotional management emerged.

His face was twitching crazily as if it had been baptized by a Category 20 hurricane.

It's like there's a rat queen from the dark continent in the mouth, breeding like crazy inside.

On the chest, tens of thousands of blowers were running wildly, and the noise reduction system was damaged.

The painting style began to become bizarre and collapsed.

"Just because of Qin Lang, you humiliate me like this?!"

Tang Chen's back teeth were intertwined and creaking, and his fists were clenched so tightly that his nails were embedded in his flesh without even noticing.

"If you compare yourself with Mr. Qin, what I say are objective facts."

"Even without Mr. Qin, I, Ningxiang, would still look down on someone like you."

"Do you think I can't see through your little thoughts?"

"If you weren't inconvenienced, would you be so honest?"

Ningxiang's face showed a sneer, and she said with a murderous heart, "Don't say that I am in a free situation now, even if I am in prison!"

"Run girl-it's not even your turn!"

boom!

Ningxiang's words were like being hit on the head by the giant axe emperor's sledgehammer.

The buzzing sound like a bell and a bell constantly vibrated in Tang Chen's mind.

"Runnu-it's not even your turn!"

"Run girl - I can't even get my turn..."

"Runnu-fuck..."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

There was a loud bang, and majestic spiritual power exploded around Tang Chen.

The terrifying impact force directly knocked Dongfang Jie away, who was wrapped around him like an octopus.

Only Ningxiang, who is in the magical realm, is more like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down.

The blood in his mouth was spitting out crazily.

"Qin Lang!"

"Qin Lang!!!"

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you ahhhhh!!!"

Tang Chen collapsed, roaring heart-breakingly, and his eyes were about to burst.

The eyeballs suddenly became bloodshot and there was a buzzing sound in both ears.

Veins were popping on his forehead.

His entire skin color turned several shades of red.

boom!

Tang Chen lost his mind and rushed towards Qin Lang madly.

Just flew hundreds of miles.

Not even close to within a thousand miles.

The Giant Ax Emperor dropped his ax and hit Qin Lang.

Qin Lang was like a cannonball, exploding towards the ground.

The crazy aftermath spread out everywhere.

Tang Chen, who had just rushed within a thousand miles, was suddenly thrown away.

The large amount of blood in his mouth spread out worthlessly.

This sudden scene.

The previously anxious battlefield was left in a state of confusion for a moment.

The team of aristocratic families looked in the direction of Tang Chen and looked at each other in confusion.

They all murmured in their hearts:

"Who is that boy? How did Master Qin offend him?"

"A mere peak Shattering Void actually wants to get involved in the battlefield of such a high-level quasi-emperor level."

"Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?"
To be continued...